Flash Marriage To The Ruthless Billionaire

Chapter 3

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her apartment, Eliana created

o clip of their lies. The subject line was simple and devastating:

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et. But it would create chaos, a media storm that w

of her laptop. The woman looking back was a stranger-her eyes hard,

alone. She needed power. She needed an ally so form

iage will be just what I need to crush her uncle's little business.

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all Street. All she knew of him came from magazine covers-a face carved from granite, ey

f my enemy

e possibly get t

ne more document. She grabbed her purse and drove

y H

a certified copy of her single status, a commoti

an aura of pure, undiluted power. Even from behind, she could feel the arctic chill coming off him.

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his is the fourth time Ms. Sinclair has miss

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ve a violent lurc

m aware, Adrian." His voice was low and resonant, like stones grinding togeth

he tu

tly a muscle jumped along his cheek. His eyes, a startlingly dark shade of gray, scanned the room with cold dismissal

ked in Eliana's mind. It wa

her onl

ong strides eating up the marb

run, her heels clicking frantically against the

aid, her voice com

ntercept her, but Jaxon stopped

rcing and utterly devoid of warmth.

hythm against her ribs. She forced her own fear down,

n't show up. My groom ran off with my stepsister. I need a husband to escape

e assistant, Adrian, looked like he was about

ed in Jaxon Hernandez's eyes. It was a flicker of stunned di

so intense it felt like h

see the desperation, but also the unyielding determinat

ce. Then, he turned his head slight

reen. A few moments later, he turned the screen towards Jaxon. Eliana

ngering for a fraction of a second on th

lips, which had been a thin

erms,"

had done it. In the biggest gamble of her lif

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“Eliana Jordan poured six weeks of her life into a masterpiece jewelry portfolio, eager to surprise her boyfriend of two years for their anniversary. But when she quietly slipped into his apartment, she heard a sickeningly familiar giggle from the bedroom. It was her stepsister, Ashley. They weren't just sleeping together-they were celebrating getting their marriage license that very morning. Frozen in shock, Eliana listened as Ethan coldly revealed their true plan. He was only with her to steal her graduation portfolio and use it to launch Ashley's design career. Then, Ethan answered a call on speaker. It was Eliana's own father. They were conspiring together. Her father promised that the moment they secured her designs, he would announce Eliana's forced engagement to Preston Carlisle-a man notorious throughout New York for his violent abuse-just to secure business capital. Her blood turned to ice. Her talent, her love, her very life-to her boyfriend, her sister, and her own father, she was nothing but a commodity to be drained and traded to a monster. They thought she was just a naive, blind fool who would quietly accept her ruin. But tears were useless. Instead of storming in, Eliana quietly hit record on her phone and backed away into the shadows. If her father wanted to sell her off for power, she would find the one man he feared most. She headed straight to City Hall, planted herself in front of her father's ruthless billionaire rival, Jaxon Hernandez, and looked him in the eye. "Your bride didn't show up. My groom ran off with my stepsister. I need a husband to escape my father, and you need a wife to save face. So... how about we get married?"”